Nas, AZ, Cormega, Foxy Brown - Affirmative Action II lyrics

AZ [Anthony Cruz]

[Nas, AZ, Cormega, Foxy Brown - Affirmative Action II lyrics]

Check it, uhh
Protect this, nigga, for the necklace
I throw the death wish
The pretty slim sex shit to rep this
Remember Fox said this, we on some next shit
We are blessed this
The scars on our back mean we meant this
To lie for 'em
The 25-sentence to keep my eyes on 'em
I'm straight
Knowin' Allah'll shine on 'em
Shitty drugs and drama
Opposite 3 pretty thugs and a Don mama
Fill in the rest, the steel in they chest
When Boogs threw the kiss of death
It was over and we laid out
Chill, I was open off the way
He ate out, it was real, for real
I was fuckin' with mills and he was frag-ile
You wildin'
The Brown Stallion stay stylin'
On the low foulin', the whole Firm wildin'
He lucked it
I know the trick bitch he fuck with
On some duct shit
Heard through the grape that she suck dick
Firm, Sos and Esco, mad loco
Fox and 'Mega for whatever
And through this cheddar
We gon' stay family 'til we fry, though
The fam will never split even if
One of us got old along with our Kikos
We gon' blaze 'til the brick goes
Peep the Na Na, sweet taboo
The Firm tattooed on the ta ta
Now, tell me what crew will hold
It down like we do, da-Da?

'Til the death of this
Murderous moves pursue effortless
Ice necklace, high-priced dressed executives
Peep the grammar, slim built, strong stamina
44 nickel-plate long with the silencer
Play for keeps, and you shut-eye
You stay asleep shit remain deep
Get shells thrown at ya Range Jeep
Giuliani sweep got all the
Kings goin' up creek devil life biz, now
Who left controllin' the streets?
No intelligence
Strictly slow niggas' minds are negligent
It's evident, Feds vest-up
Raid ya residence we're all for livin'
Heavyweight Firm division mind detect mind
Eatin' swine's against my religion
You know the steez, take aim
Cock and squeeze it's the prophecies
Not the philosophies of Socrates

Next up? (Yo, I believe that's me)
Aiyo 'Mega, represent for the family

Aiyo, the Feds got me in the top ten
'Cause when my door got knocked in
My 44 main cock spin
My sinister mind shines like a Dillinger
'Mega exhausted, baby-faced crime emperor
Yo, life is based on cultures and creeds
And peep the way drugs feed
A thug nigga's seeds
I've seen niggas lined up
Handcuffed and tied-up
Coke prices rise when drug supplies dry up
The Millennium drives up
Rims semi blind ya eyes temporarily
Mind of 'Mega be heavily armed for felonies
Shine you could never see
The next phat cat out of NYC
It Was Written like ghetto life hieroglyphics
Livin' since my real niggas bailed
Me out of prison
A lot of schemes 'cause the
Narcotics team in Queens
Have more dollars then the
Knowledge of fiends
My dream is the legacy of Montana treasury
Fake thugs can't even take slugs or bury me

To all thoroughbreds takin' the corners
Y'all need to join us
Firm - most powerful nation of rap performers
High-class generals, confidants
Payin' lawyers swift as Oscar De La Hoya
Green Beret warriors
Fakes, I peep 'em like the J kennedy tape
In the nude with Jude
Bustin' all in her face
In other words, yo, you see-through
My man built the Sugar Hill
From a sweet tooth
We all eat 'cause I speak truth
Uneducated black youth, street diploma
Teach Greeks and Romans but
The legacy was stolen
It's a Firm thing, generally gleam
I wrote the theme on how to sell a million
While ya crabs is mad at ya promotion team
I roll with the nicest, Fox
Black Isis pushin' Benz without a license
Gear tight as vice-grips
Nas got nineteen wifeys, seven sheisty
Nine of them Pisces
Three white meats under Tai Chi
Wildin', big links is heavy like bricks
That you throw on a pit-bull neck
While feedin' him raw steak
It's core take, more cake
I take the crown off the
So-called king of the town and lock it down

Yeah, dun, that's it, dun, y'all
Niggas rip that shit, yo, word is bond
That's that real shit for all
Y'all fake motherfuckers out there, yo
That's how we do it from
Queensbridge, nigga, The Firm, what!
This is Jungle, yo, Big Jungle, boy
What!? Y'all niggas don't want it
Yo, Style, if these niggas
Don't know right now, yo
Fuck all them niggas then

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